On the brightly lit stage, Molecule Man Owen finally had room to perform. He waved the microphone and cheered passionately. Several rays of light instantly lit up above the seats, indicating that this time he finally had enough people to enter the spectator hall.
Number of bystanders.
Under the light, each onlooker had different expressions.
Standing at the edge was an extremely burly figure. He was wearing a silver-white tights with a bright red "S" letter on his chest. His expression was slightly gloomy and indifferent, but his face was very familiar.
Clark Kent.
Lord Superman, a superman who truly rules the earth with tyranny and hegemony, comes from Earth 50 and has established a complete extreme centralized system led by Lord Superman on his earth.
In the second beam of light, a figure wearing a red suit and a green tie, sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, stared impatiently at Owen who was wandering around on the stage, his eyes deeply smeared with blue paint.
His eyes were dim and unclear.
Arthur the clown, from "Joker", is a comedian who has gone through many hardships. He is thin, old and neurotic. This is a very unique clown.
In the third beam of light stood the young Bruce Wayne, who had the same blue eyes as all Batmans, but when he saw Schiller's figure on the huge screen in the front, his eyes paused slightly.
Batman comes from a universe where Batman's biggest role is to stand guard on the roof of a building as a tourist attraction. It was in the process of standing guard that he came here. This is also a very unique Batman.
The figure that appeared in the fourth beam of light was wearing a red and blue uniform, and the spider pattern on his chest became clearer under the light.
Spider-Man comes from an unknown universe, but it is pretty much the same in any universe. He is confused at this time, acting as if he was not the one to offer to watch, but was suddenly captured. He does not understand the other characters.
Where does the tense atmosphere come from when people look at each other?
The figure in the fifth beam of light was wearing a windbreaker, and smoke was rising from the cigarette in his hand. He kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out his few internal organs.
Constantine still comes from an unknown universe, but it's pretty much the same in any universe. It's not that he doesn't know how to read the atmosphere, but he's just too lazy to care about what these crazy Americans are thinking. He's wandering around and just smoking.
The smoke attracted the attention of the two people. Lord Superman looked at him with cold eyes, but Arthur the clown seemed to be very interested in the cigarette in his hand. He moved his tongue in his mouth and swallowed a small amount of saliva.
"Ahem!" Host Owen coughed twice and waved his hands and shouted: "Listen to me, listen to me. Well, first of all, congratulations to everyone for triggering the hidden spectator mechanism!"
"As long as 5 people watch a game at the same time, you can enter the special spectator hall to communicate with other spectators, and you are the first batch of spectators to come here."
"Wow, that's great!" Spider-Man shouted in great agreement.
The other four were as quiet as death.
Spider-Man also murmured and became quiet. Owen coughed twice awkwardly and said, "You are quite lucky. Don't you want to applaud yourselves?"
Still no movement.
Just when Owen was about to continue speaking, Lord Superman said loudly: "Speak to the important point, otherwise your brain will be reduced to ashes in three seconds."
"No, no, no, no!" Irving yelled a series of "nos", and he shrank back slightly and said, "I know you have burned the brains of many people, but you have to leave mine to me.
The host is here."
"Take the heat ray out of your eyes!" Owen screamed.
"Clark." Bruce said.
Lord Superman suddenly turned his head to look at Bruce. When he saw his young face, he was stunned for a moment.
Irving took the opportunity to read out the rules: "You should all know that you need to have a few points to enter the venue and watch, right? The actual purpose is to allow you to have sufficient gambling funds."
"In the spectator mode, when I ask you to bet, you can use your points to bet on the performance of the duelists in the game, or the outcome of certain links."
"For the sake of fairness, the camera angle of the bystanders will be 360 degrees without any obstruction. There will be absolutely no hiding. Bystanders can communicate with each other, but they cannot interfere with other people's betting. I am talking about physical interference, heat rays, and shooting.
People and other things are absolutely not allowed."
Lord Superman was silent and didn't speak, as if he didn't hear anything, but the expression on his face was clearly "Although you said so, I will still burn the brain of a lucky person depending on the situation."
Owen lowered his arms helplessly and said, "You can't fight here, otherwise you can give it a try. You can't hurt anyone."
"Go on." Bruce said.
"Okay, since you are the first batch of guests here, I can give you a privilege." Irving snapped his fingers and said: "Even if you don't win your first bet, you won't lose points. Why?"
Like? Isn’t it great? Just bet boldly.”
"Wait a minute." Spider-Man suddenly raised an arm and asked, "How do you calculate the odds? How do you cash in?"
"The odds will be announced when the betting time is announced. Of course, you have to cash out on the spot, but be careful, the points can be deducted into negative points. If you don't make up the points within three days, you will be out of luck."
"Another black village." Constantine smoked a cigarette and said in a hoarse and unclear voice: "When we find out that we are in debt, you will kindly provide us with usury, phew..."
"It's up to you." Owen shrugged and said, "As long as you can hold back and not take action."
"Let's take a look at the game." Irving took a few steps to the side, but even if he didn't, he would still look very small in front of the huge screen.
I don’t know what kind of technology was used, but the screen actually had a three-dimensional feel. The camera stopped in front of the stop sign, and the first Beiba who walked out seemed to be really walking into the screening room.
"Batman..." Lord Superman narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then came the second Batman.
Lord Superman opened his eyes slightly again.
Then there are Natasha and Schiller.
Bruce noticed that Schiller was not wearing glasses. Bruce sighed, not knowing who he was mourning for.
Spider-Man made a slightly confused sound, but soon fell silent again.
When the first multiple-choice question about human nature was placed in front of them, the clown Arthur let out an unclear sneer when he saw the two options.
And when he saw the four people walking further and further down the pessimistic road, his expression darkened again, his eyes became deeper, and he muttered a few words, but no one heard them clearly.
"This is not pessimistic." Lord Superman crossed his arms and said, "Human nature is so fragile. It is more cowardly than animals, but more complex than animals. What they need is boundaries, not freedom."
Spider-Man slightly widened his spider compound eyes and looked at Lord Superman in disbelief. Constantine took a puff of cigarette and said: "What they need is to let it go and then destroy themselves. Only fools think of doing something to save everyone."
"
As if he didn't see the threatening gaze from Lord Superman, Constantine took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put the lighter in the cigarette package and threw it to Arthur.
Arthur pulled out a cigarette with trembling dry fingers, hunched his shoulders to protect the fire, lit it, took a sudden puff, raised his head and blew out a column of smoke.
"Thank you, I thought I was going to stay here in silence until the end."
Arthur held the cigarette between two fingers. He first placed the cigarette and lighter on the table in front of him smoothly, then began to fumble around on his body. He suddenly let out a scream, and then took out a cigarette from the breast pocket of his red suit.
A crushed and wrinkled little flower.
He twisted the small flowers with his thin fingers and inserted them into the cigarette package. Then he threw the cigarette package back and grinned at Constantine.
Arthur sniffed and looked up at the screen again. The four people on the screen had already made their second choice. In short, they were speeding up on the path of tragedy.
"They are very realistic." Arthur waved the hand holding the cigarette upwards and said, "Usually, people with money or status like them are also like you, you are all naive.
.”
"You will think, oh, human nature is beautiful, because you are sitting in your luxury car and passing by the beautifully tended roadside bushes and you see a flower. This is your world today, so beautiful.
, full of vitality.”
"Talk about it!" Arthur sniffed again, and the muscles in his neck twitched. He shrank from smoking and said: "The media is full of these things, and I understand that it is not good to destroy those flowers.
Yes, I tried it, but it didn’t work.”
"Then what did you do?" Bruce asked curiously.
Arthur turned his head, put away his chin, looked at Bruce from his eye sockets, and said: "I will blow up the car and let them understand that in the world they don't care about, those people who don't have the leisure to go see flowers will spend the time to do it."
Something."
"Where did you get the bomb?" Bruce asked again.
Arthur turned his head back and said, "That's not the question you should ask."
Lord Superman watched all this in silence, his gaze lingering on Bruce's face for a long time, as if he wished he could use a heat ray to penetrate his mind and see what he was thinking.
A Batman with no hatred for the Joker?
Lord Superman didn't know what he was recalling at this moment, but he knew that it was meaningless, so he turned his head and looked at the screen.
"...If you refuse to answer my questions, I will raise the cage one meter, the question and answer is over, and the cage will fall to the ground."
Just after reading out the rules, Spider-Man exclaimed: "God, did you hear what he just said? They captured some innocent passers-by from our universe, and then used them to do such cruel experiments.
OMG!!!”
Except for Constantine who frowned slightly, no one else had any reaction, but Lord Superman frowned and looked at Bruce, looking at his face carefully, seeing almost every inch of muscle.
wrinkles, but I didn’t see any anger.
Just when everyone was confused, screams erupted one after another in the arena.
"Let me out, let me out, where is this? Am I dreaming?!!!"
"Damn it, you kidnappers, I'm going to call the police, and I will definitely make you look good!!"
"Help, help, help!!!"
This chapter has been completed!